Parody Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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parody seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
missjem56
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 11:19pm
25th Jun 2024 11:19pm
Mythappropiated
It has been suggested
Perhaps in urban myths
Or urban mythis
Or even mythster, and mythis?
That there is very little
Betwixt genius
And insanity
I know of this
To be troth
Because
My pet elf
Just told me....
by Jemia
Perhaps in urban myths
Or urban mythis
Or even mythster, and mythis?
That there is very little
Betwixt genius
And insanity
I know of this
To be troth
Because
My pet elf
Just told me....
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody #satirical
#parody #satirical
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missjem56
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2024 4:34pm
23rd Jun 2024 4:34pm
Dim Wit Ted
At my wits end
Ive run out of wit
Does that make me witless?
If an owl, lost its wit
Would we just hear
Too(wit)towoo?
I feel myself
(wit)hering
And feel like a t(wit)
Even T(wit)ter
Lost its wit
It's an x wit
Even nitwits
Becomes simply nits
Which leaves me scratching my head
(Wit)h it all
As i now enter
The T(wi)ligh(t) zone
Imagine the classic
"(Wit)hnail & I
May of lost its wit as
Hnail and I?
I now feel dim(wit)ted
(Welsh for no, is 'dim')
Duly noted
Or...
Ive run out of wit
Does that make me witless?
If an owl, lost its wit
Would we just hear
Too(wit)towoo?
I feel myself
(wit)hering
And feel like a t(wit)
Even T(wit)ter
Lost its wit
It's an x wit
Even nitwits
Becomes simply nits
Which leaves me scratching my head
(Wit)h it all
As i now enter
The T(wi)ligh(t) zone
Imagine the classic
"(Wit)hnail & I
May of lost its wit as
Hnail and I?
I now feel dim(wit)ted
(Welsh for no, is 'dim')
Duly noted
Or...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody #satirical
#parody #satirical
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missjem56
Poem Published
26th May 2024 3:35pm
26th May 2024 3:35pm
A Tossed Salad
I'm a po -et
As opposed
To a po-eaten
An eaten po
Has nowhere to go
As they turn to jelly
Within a bardish belly
A dish
That should be barred
As trying to eat a po-et
Can be tricky
And quite hard
Best to eat
A creator of art
At least after one of them
You are less likely to fart
Words
Much harder to digest
Artists meanwhile
Could be more palatable
And colourful
At their best
Think i may
Eat my words
Like a tossed salad
by Jemia
As opposed
To a po-eaten
An eaten po
Has nowhere to go
As they turn to jelly
Within a bardish belly
A dish
That should be barred
As trying to eat a po-et
Can be tricky
And quite hard
Best to eat
A creator of art
At least after one of them
You are less likely to fart
Words
Much harder to digest
Artists meanwhile
Could be more palatable
And colourful
At their best
Think i may
Eat my words
Like a tossed salad
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody #satirical
#parody #satirical
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missjem56
Poem Published
24th May 2024 10:48pm
24th May 2024 10:48pm
Brenda II
Brenda
Where are you?
As i'm sat upon the loo
Pondering over the size
Of a spider poo
Missing your craziness
Hot as a vindaloo
I miss your struggling
Within my bath
I joked with you
We had a laugh
Oh my Brenda
My creepy crawly Brenda
When you walked
Across my fingers
My love for you
Didn't linger
Neither of us
Got fingered
But we were happy
That neither of us
Wore a nappy
Brenda
My love
Next time we meet
Remember
Ive only got two feet ...
Where are you?
As i'm sat upon the loo
Pondering over the size
Of a spider poo
Missing your craziness
Hot as a vindaloo
I miss your struggling
Within my bath
I joked with you
We had a laugh
Oh my Brenda
My creepy crawly Brenda
When you walked
Across my fingers
My love for you
Didn't linger
Neither of us
Got fingered
But we were happy
That neither of us
Wore a nappy
Brenda
My love
Next time we meet
Remember
Ive only got two feet ...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody #satirical
#parody #satirical
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missjem56
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 00:58am
30th Apr 2024 00:58am
Wombatty
The life, and times of a Womblebat
Half Womble, half bat
Underground
Overground
And also the belfry
Womble, large hairy things
Yeti like
Bats, Small skinny things
Mouse like, with wings
How they came to mate
Is currently unknown
But it has been suggested
That a lone wolf Womble
Wandered into a local church
Drank a few bottles of communion wine
Then took a fancy
To a bat
And thus
After an unknown period of time
The first Wombat was born
No further information
Is currently available
All...
Half Womble, half bat
Underground
Overground
And also the belfry
Womble, large hairy things
Yeti like
Bats, Small skinny things
Mouse like, with wings
How they came to mate
Is currently unknown
But it has been suggested
That a lone wolf Womble
Wandered into a local church
Drank a few bottles of communion wine
Then took a fancy
To a bat
And thus
After an unknown period of time
The first Wombat was born
No further information
Is currently available
All...
#funny
#parody
#satirical #surreal
#satirical #surreal
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 11:31pm
19th Apr 2024 11:31pm
Ballad of the Fire Swamp
O give me a home where nobody will roam
Where the Count and his soldiers won’t stray
Where a sudden Flame Spurt leaves them crispy and hurt
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the swamp
Where the Lightning Sands grip at their knees
Where the R.O.U.S. is our welcome house guest
And the skies smell of campfire all day
O give me a house with a giant guard mouse
Where the Terrors keep burglars at bay
Where seldom is heard an annoying loud bird
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the...
Where the Count and his soldiers won’t stray
Where a sudden Flame Spurt leaves them crispy and hurt
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the swamp
Where the Lightning Sands grip at their knees
Where the R.O.U.S. is our welcome house guest
And the skies smell of campfire all day
O give me a house with a giant guard mouse
Where the Terrors keep burglars at bay
Where seldom is heard an annoying loud bird
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the...
#love
#lyrics
#NaPoWriMo2024 #parody
#NaPoWriMo2024 #parody
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missjem56
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 3:12pm
18th Apr 2024 3:12pm
A Turn Of The Screw
There is no historical evidence
Of Archimedes
Second screw
But it has been suggested
Namely by me
That his second lover
Found Archimedes
To be quite smelly
And that her parting words
Were
You reeka!
by Jemia
Of Archimedes
Second screw
But it has been suggested
Namely by me
That his second lover
Found Archimedes
To be quite smelly
And that her parting words
Were
You reeka!
by Jemia
#funny
#historical
#parody #satirical
#parody #satirical
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missjem56
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 4:15pm
16th Apr 2024 4:15pm
Obliqua Eureka!
I once heard
Don't think me absurd
That Archimedes
Was once propositioned
When he was offered
In any position
A screw
Apparently
It was not only his water levels
That rose on that day
With much of a todo!
by Jemia
Don't think me absurd
That Archimedes
Was once propositioned
When he was offered
In any position
A screw
Apparently
It was not only his water levels
That rose on that day
With much of a todo!
by Jemia
#parody
#satirical
#funny
#historical
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 9:50pm
14th Apr 2024 9:50pm
Formalde Hyde
Doctor Jeckyle
Once fully transmogrified
Into Hyde
Ventured into wedlock
(so i heard, or perhaps imagined)
And within a space
Of just two years
Mrs Hyde
Gave birth to a healthy baby girl
They, Mister, and Mrs Hyde
Named her Formalde
And despite of
And maybe because of
Formalde's interest in pickled things
Caused her to develop a problem
With a particularly pungent wind
Her persona was as grey
As the clothes she wore
She developed an interest
In pickling food
But later preserving things
She...
Once fully transmogrified
Into Hyde
Ventured into wedlock
(so i heard, or perhaps imagined)
And within a space
Of just two years
Mrs Hyde
Gave birth to a healthy baby girl
They, Mister, and Mrs Hyde
Named her Formalde
And despite of
And maybe because of
Formalde's interest in pickled things
Caused her to develop a problem
With a particularly pungent wind
Her persona was as grey
As the clothes she wore
She developed an interest
In pickling food
But later preserving things
She...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
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Pishashee
Poem Published
16th Feb 2024 5:26am
16th Feb 2024 5:26am
there is no wisdom where
they live in echo chambers
inside fallen walls of old castles,
and its just that the ocean hasn't taken them yet
And as you can see, and hear, and taste,
you join into the dust.
inside fallen walls of old castles,
and its just that the ocean hasn't taken them yet
And as you can see, and hear, and taste,
you join into the dust.
#parody
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Rew
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 7:37pm
11th Feb 2024 7:37pm
The Harlots Brush with The Law
I leant against the young Copper's waist
'twould cost a full nights pay,
and my brain did make all haste
to keep me from court next day.
Tangled 'scuses crossed my eye
taught by many a liar
as gallant punters, now Cop shy,
scuttled to household fire.
The Cop's sharp features seemed to be
softening as on him I leant,
the guilt on me receding be
as on him I made lament.
This ancient calling here on earth
has humble me and I,
am spiritless and friends have dearth,
" There there " said he...
'twould cost a full nights pay,
and my brain did make all haste
to keep me from court next day.
Tangled 'scuses crossed my eye
taught by many a liar
as gallant punters, now Cop shy,
scuttled to household fire.
The Cop's sharp features seemed to be
softening as on him I leant,
the guilt on me receding be
as on him I made lament.
This ancient calling here on earth
has humble me and I,
am spiritless and friends have dearth,
" There there " said he...
#fiction
#parody
#funny
#WritingPoetry
#historical
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GN101
Poem Published
7th Feb 2024 9:20am
7th Feb 2024 9:20am
Liar
Impatient falsehoods, you just avoided the details of the devil
Roundabout whirring into a maelstrom of confusion, rejected, infected with the pernicious need for solitude
Great works accomplished whilst all the while others vie for position
I am poisonous unto myself, still to greatness I must go
Forever reaching for that light
Pray for sickness in truth, but it never yields to the falsehoods
I haven’t, felt, alive for a long time…
Because I lie
Roundabout whirring into a maelstrom of confusion, rejected, infected with the pernicious need for solitude
Great works accomplished whilst all the while others vie for position
I am poisonous unto myself, still to greatness I must go
Forever reaching for that light
Pray for sickness in truth, but it never yields to the falsehoods
I haven’t, felt, alive for a long time…
Because I lie
#parody
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